Another First Time...?

"U-ugh... H-honey, th-this is—"

"Haa, haaa... Stay... just stay still..."

What the hell was this situation?!

Our thick, lingering kiss had just ended, and my hazy mind was clearing up around then. Jiwu had held me close, whispering that she loved me, and I'd responded in kind with ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠a still-foggy voice to keep up the concept. That was all...

Whoosh.

"Ahh! Al-already taking off my clothes...? H-honey... Can't we go a little slower—"

"You said you loved me. Right? You definitely did."

Like a wanderer in the desert gulping down water from an oasis, Jiwu groped me everywhere.

The viewers seemed thrown off by her sudden move at first, but they quickly melted into the sight of us tangling up.

Of course—

"Honey, c-calm down—!"

"You gotta give me the sedative first... Ah, aah..."

"Where am I supposed to find a sedative—"

I hadn't melted yet. After her abrupt acceleration, her hands kneaded my body all over the place. It felt totally different from Ruda's—clumsy as hell—but the sensations weren't bad, just bewildering.

Her pale, slender hand dove boldly inside my clothes, wandering like a lost puppy until it hit something with her fingertips, then groping relentlessly until she was satisfied. And right now, that spot was—

"H-haa, st-stop, n-nipples are off-limits—!"

My nipples, which Ruda had tormented mercilessly before.

"Ah, haa, oh... grrooh..."

I'd learned they were my sensitive spot after that day, and now with her touch, my body betrayed me honestly, revealing everything.

"You like this, honey...?"

A beastly moan burst from my lips, and she tormented me relentlessly, her purple eyes gleaming with inscrutable lust.

"Hehe, if you don't give me the sedative soon... I'll keep going."

"Ah, ahh, no..."

Where the hell was this sedative anyway...!! If she kept pinching my nipples like this, that ticklish, dizzying sensation climbing my spine would melt my brain cells one by one. Twisting to hold onto my sanity, something caught my eye.

'N-no way...'

Was the "sedative" referring ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠to that...?

Jiwu's gown had slipped open as she straddled me, revealing her smooth belly—and below it, proudly erect, my cock standing tall. It wouldn't show on cam, but in that brief glimpse, it boasted its readiness.

"Hehe... the sedative... Figured it out now?"

Swish.

As my gaze dropped, she grabbed my hand, guiding it to the spot with a sticky, needy smile.

"Put it in..."

"Huh...?"

"The sedative... quick..."

A-already? 'She just started groping me.'

Honestly, her touch had me writhing from the intense stimulation, but compared to Ruda's expert handiwork that had driven me to climax, it fell short—so it wasn't satisfying enough foreplay. But—

The chat reactions were different. Both Ruda and Jiwu shared zero real experience. Same there, but the difference was clear. Ruda's hand skills were flashy, but with no real action, faking full sex for viewers was near impossible—

'This one's the opposite...'

Clumsy hands, no real experience, but her simulated acts rivaled actual sex. To me, spoiled by a pro's touch, it felt lacking—but it could fool the viewers. Thanks to that, the stream was—

a storm of donations.

Seeing the momentum, my role was simple.

'Guide Jiwu to naturally devour me.'

Her acting could fool viewers thanks to her simulations. But if it went real, that changed everything. Nail it, and we ride the wave; botch it, and it's straight to hell. Her big channel wouldn't crash instantly, but the backlash from subpar faking despite "real" casting would hurt.

So my role was key.

'Ruda couldn't do anything her first time...'

Jiwu wouldn't be different. Insertion might fall to me again. So.

"Ah, ahh... Geez, honey. Haa, haa... I told you my sedative is always yours..."

"Huh? O-our honey... Huh, haa... Yeah... It's always been mine."

Off-cam, I bucked my hips, aiming my cock at her entrance—

"Then... Hup, haa... Time for your sedative dose...!"

Swish.

Whether she got ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠my signal or not, Jiwu locked eyes with me hotly and started lowering her hips.

...

But—

"Uh, ugh... Hic..."

"...H-honey...?"

"Hehe... W-wait, honey..."

"......"

What the—

"Th-this is definitely it. Hup, hng... Ehehe...!"

Did all the women I collabed with do this?

"It... won't go in easy...?"

I was already fired up...

"U-ugh... I-I can do it. I'm an experienced woman."

Yeah, experienced for sure.

'Pro-level at faking thrusts.'

That's how she'd dodged rumors all this time...

'Haa...'

My excitement was cooling. If I reacted like this, chat would...

'Huh...?'

Not as wrecked as I'd thought—I was thrown. Relieved, but considering Kkamang TV viewers, her channel's prestige shone through even in a situation that should've exploded long ago.

But.

'Won't last long.'

Viewers' eyes can't be fooled forever, especially on a platform where clips get rewatched. It'd boomerang eventually, even if not today.

'Real talk... she'll get that slut image for real...'

On the dark depths of Kkamang TV, slutty male cams thrive, but climb toward the light and your past drags you back. Knowing that better than anyone, I hesitated this time.

'I've verified with Ruda...'

Backing out claiming she faked it wouldn't hurt me much. But the issue was...

'Few streamers draw donations without missions like Jiwu...'

To maximize this channel and pay off penalties fast, I had to kickstart again.

'Haa...'

This was maddening. I couldn't stream here forever. With momentum building, once penalties cleared, I wanted to go mainstream slowly—this didn't sit right.

But no time to dwell.

Chat filled with question marks. Viewers were starting to suspect. That crack could topple even a big channel in seconds.

No choice now.

Squish.

"Hng... Why, why won't it... Haa, uhnng..."

Squelch.

"Here... Kyaa! Ahng, ah... Too big... Ah, won't... ugh."

Waiting over a minute for Jiwu to find her hole would tank my long-term investment. Hesitate more and—

'Back to mission hell!'

No thanks.

To flip this, first...

'Save the dying dick fumbling at the entrance.'

Had to be natural, leveraging our couple act for seamless execution.

"Honey... you know..."

"Uh, uhn?"

I pitched my voice needy; Jiwu snapped her gaze from below to me, her sultry eyes trembling in surprise.

So.

"I wanna suck your tits."

"...Pardon?"

Best line I could think of quick. Embarrassing from a guy, but couple-appropriate—

"Your huge milk bags swaying in front of me..."

Squish.

"Kyaa! H-honey... Wh-what are you..."

"Can't hold back anymore."

Haa!

"Wh-whoaaa—!!"

"Mmm, mm... haam..."

"H-honey! D-don't just suck so suddenly—!"

Excluding childhood, my first time grabbing a woman's soft breast and sucking it mercilessly of my own volition.